The Way of the Movie

I wrote this poem for English, but I feel like it’s lacking something.  I would greatly appreciate commentary on it because I can’t figure out what’s wrong.  Maybe it’s just because it’s cheesy…

The people wait in silence,
Looking at a screen that’s black.
     Quietly munching on popcorn,     
And then they hear the crack.
They can tell the film is starting,
As the lights grow dim and dark.
The previews are unfolding,
Showing everything from love to sharks.
And finally, the picture is beginning.
Is it an action or comedy?
Will the actors be good or horrible?
The people wait to see.
They have all heard reviews
From critics, family, and friends.
Maybe even to a point
Some to the point that they can’t wait
To see how it finally ends.
This film happens to be an adventure.
Set far from a big city,
Found in the wilds of the jungle
In the midst of giant trees.
The characters are escaping from a threat that is unknown.
They don’t know if they’ll live or die,
Or ever make it home.
Towards the end, the hero realizes
That the best plan of attack
Is not to keep on running,
But to stop and finally fight back.
After much strife and trauma,
They finally get a way,
And for their great efforts
The main characters are the heroes today.
After the movie is over,
Everyone who leaves is happy.
And tell all of their family and friends
That it is a great movie to see.
Thus is the way of the movie,
The reason people keep going back.
All of the plots and stories,
Of which there is no lack.
People can’t wait for the next, good one
Coming to the theater to play.
So, remember the fun
And take yourself to go see one today!